Disclaimer : Nope, still don't own.

Warning : There will (finally) be some hot and steamy scenes in this chapter. If you are uncomfortable or offended by Sakura being ravished by some seriously attractive men, I suggest you leave this page now. Or skip it.

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Tap, tap, tap.

The pinkette scowled at the offending tree branch and how it continued to beat against her window pane. Her eyes narrowed even further as if simply glaring would force it to submission.

A minute went by until she stood up, walked to her window and quite violently snapped the branch in half, dropping it to the empty street below with a satisfying crunch. Nodding to herself, she proceeded to bury herself under her mountain of blankets and pillows, fully intent to get at least seven hours of uninterrupted shuteye. Yet even though she was snuggled in a cocoon of warmth and fluff, sleep still evaded her.

Stupid tree.

But the longer Sakura lay in bed, the more she realized she was lying to herself.

Branches weren't the reason she was awake. It was the ridiculous longing she felt to see them.

Sakura knew she should stay in her own apartment. But for some reason it didn't feel right. The familiar warm walls offered little comfort to her wandering mind. As much as she tried to deny it, the need to see them was overpowering.

A part of her blamed herself. It was her idea after all, to return to her place all alone. All of them refused to let her go, especially since they had almost lost her just a few hours earlier. Yet she justified that going back to the Uchiha compound with all of them would result in a lot of noise and she was simply too tired to do anything besides sleep.

That was a lie.

In reality, hearing the way they so willingly allied themselves with konoha in hopes to free her, made her insides melt. To be completely honest it wasn't that she didn't trust them. In fact, she didn't trust herself. If any of them were to come on to her, declare her his, she wouldn't fight anymore. She wouldn't disagree or struggle. Instead she'd simply give in, surrender because deep down, all this time it's what she's truly wanted all along. Watching them at the hokage tower merely solidified her feelings for them, all of them. She was sure who she wanted to be with now, where she truly belonged.

Another twenty minutes passed.

Finally deciding she wasn't going to get any decent sleep until she went to them, Sakura hurriedly pulled a large soft sweater over her bra and panties as well as a pair of jean shorts she usually wore on her days off. Obviously she was going to do some running if she wanted to get there before the sun rose so she pulled on some knee high boots.

Five minutes later, she was in the air, jumping across buildings, houses, no longer denying the excitement brewing inside her with each step she took towards the Uchiha compound.

She sensed all of their chakra signatures spread out around the area, each of them situated in a separate house. Clearly the five of them had decided to split up the compound. She knew they weren't necessarily close but this was ridiculous. Shaking her head in amusement and masking her chakra signature, Sakura crept into the vicinity, not wanting to alert any of them of her presence just yet.

True, she missed them. But there was no way in hell that she would admit it so loudly by announcing her arrival, not when she decided to stay in her place earlier that night. She just knew they would tease her relentlessly or use this new bit of information to their advantage.

Picking the closest one next to her, the medic landed in the garden of one of the large houses. There was a small bubbling pond with lotus flowers, rocks circling the area in a swirling pattern that reminded her very much of a sharingan tomoe.

The sliding doors made no sound as she entered. Green eyes quickly scanned the area. The room had no bed, only a small coffee table with dusty pillows around it. Must be the living room then. Making a beeline for the thrumming chakra, Sakura tiptoed, feeling nervousness coil in the pit of her stomach. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. He could be sleeping or-

Her thoughts reached a halt when her eyes caught the sight of a sleeping Kisame, his large form nestled in a futon that was obviously too small for him. Blankets covered his lower half, leaving the rest of his body bare for the kunoichi to enjoy.

Quite honestly, Sakura found the mist-nin attractive. Maybe not in the most conventional way with his strange coloring and well, gills yet there was something so appealing about him. His aura and body was so strong, demanding and had the ability to be as overwhelming as his weapon. She'd seen him on the battlefield, muscles working, eyes calculating and mouth grinning with a vicious glee that no longer scared her. He was still the epitome of a muscled shinobi in his prime, a fact she could very clearly see since apparently he didn't wear a shirt to bed. Scars peppered his skin in several areas, on his collarbone, abdomen and biceps. Inner fanned herself at all the muscle he really had. She never really took time to stop and notice how big he was all over. And Sakura liked how there were so many contrasting attributes to him. He was gruff, violent and almost animalistic at times, especially on the battlefield surrounded by enemies. But away from all the blood and gore, he was so kind, warm and almost shy.

A memory of their shared times at Akatsuki resurfaced. Kisame had been the first one to reach out to her, the first who actually took care of her. She wasn't sure if it was because he had somehow drawn the short stick and had to feed her. There was always the possibility he was ordered by their leader to do it. But still, he was never harsh or cruel towards her.

Looking back now, the mist-nin didn't appear out of nowhere, drag her with him and fervently call her his or even show any outward sign of jealousy. Of all the men who followed her, he was the only one who never really pushed her for anything, physically or emotionally.

A warm sensation pooled in her chest at the sight of a slightly snoring Kisame.

Following her instincts, Sakura quietly removed her shoes and shut the door behind her, stepping closer and closer to his slumbering form until her feet touched the futon. A moment of hesitation passed before she swallowed her pride and embarrassment, lifting the blanket and slid in beside him.

Kisame wasn't a infamous missing nin for nothing. As soon as she laid down, he was on top of her, thighs around her hips, locking her in place while one muscled arm pressed against her windpipe and the other held a kunai an inch away from her left eye.

A gasp left her lips at the sudden movement and Sakura immediately found herself wishing she had the sense to wake him up before invading his personal space.

"Wait Kisame, it's me, Sakura!" She choked out, pumping a bit of chakra into her hands to keep his arm from crushing her throat.

He froze.

"A-angel?"

He didn't seem to believe she was actually in his bed with the way he was glancing around the room.

"Yeah. Uhm...surprise?"

"What are you doing here?"

He moved the weapon away from her face and lifted his arm away from her chest. Once his weight left her body Sakura gulped fresh air.

"I…"

A blush coated her cheeks as the words caught in her throat.

"I missed you."

Shock was clear on his face, his jaw slack and his eyes wide at her sudden confession.

"I- i mean everyone of course! And I know it's late and- well sorry for just scaring you like that and I just couldn't sleep so-"

A dejected sigh left her lips.

"I'm babbling. Sorry."

Warmth radiated from the mist-nin's smile.

"Heh, don't worry about it, angel. Hell, this is probably the best thing that's happened to me since we bumped into your friends."

A wry smile appeared on her lips.

"Oh really? I thought you were having fun being surrounded by ANBU half the night."

"Ha ha, very funny." He muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Yes, yes I am. People don't notice I actually have a sense of humor."

"I was being sarcastic." He deadpanned.

"What? I didn't notice!" She gasped dramatically, one hand covering her mouth as if she was really in shock.

Kisame shook his head, giving her an expression that was part exasperation and part amused.

"So...you don't mind if I stay here...with you?"

His jaw quite literally dropped at her innocent question.

"You...want to sleep...in the same bed...with me?"

His sentence was chopped up in pieces and said very slowly, as if he didn't believe a word she was saying.

"Yes?" She gave a sheepish smile, hoping he would say yes.

His eyes left her face and his mouth was set in a firm line. It seemed like he was in deep concentration. Oh no. Maybe she had misread the situation.

"Why? Are you not comfortable-"

A deep chuckle met her ears.

"Trust me, that's the last thing I'll ever feel with you in my bed."

"Oh." Her mouth formed a small 'O' in surprise, relief clear in her green eyes.

Quick as lightning, a dangerous comeback formed in her mind. But it was the kind of thing her best friend would say to a boy she wanted to flirt with, not exactly within Sakura's field of expertise. However a part of her was curious about his reaction, of what might happen after.

She was probably playing with fire. No, she was dealing with a possible tsunami wave. The last time any kind of physical contact that was remotely intimate happened between them was at the base ages ago. She could still remember how intense Kisame had gotten. The kissing, sucking and biting. She swallowed at the sudden recollection, heat spreading from her cheeks down her neck. The smart choice would be to simply say thank you and go to sleep. Maybe even put a pillow in between them. Was that what she really wanted though?

Inner held up a sign with blinking neon lights 'NO. WE CAME HERE TO GET SOME YUMMY DIC-'

Sakura immediately censored the rest, already getting the point.

Inner was right. She came here to be with them, not run away just like before. Besides, the pinkette had gone through an ocean of stress that never seemed to end so she justified she deserved some time to simply indulge, to really see how deep her feelings ran with all these men and just how far she was willing to go with all of them.

And so, a wicked smile found its way to her pink lips, thoroughly shocking the man who was still on top of her.

"Then," She began.

Kisame looked at her expectantly, eyes curious-

"what's the first thing you'd feel?"

-before darkening at her question.

The light atmosphere suddenly shifted into something darker, dangerous, thoroughly scaring and exciting he pink haired medic beyond belief. She watched him, waiting for any kind of reaction, a sign that his feelings for her haven't changed since they last shared a kiss all those weeks ago. Eventually something in his features changed. The shock gave way to interest as his tongue came out to lick his suddenly dry lips. The space between their faces seemed to get smaller as the tension grew, their breath already mingling while his voice lowering into a husky growl that left her breathless.

"I'd feel pretty excited."

Her heart was racing and pounding so loud she wondered if he could hear it.

"R-really?" Sakura swallowed in anticipation.

"What else?"

A tiny smirk appeared on his lips at her attempt to push for more answers.

"Hm...why so curious all of a sudden, angel?"

In an attempt to appear nonchalant, she shrugged, suddenly finding the ceiling very interesting.

"Just making conversation." Inner shook her head in disappointment when Sakura's voice cracked pathetically at the end.

"Uh-huh. Sure."

"Mm-hm."

His nose briefly brushed against hers, eliciting a small gasp from her lips.

"What about you? Isn't it weird being so close to a shark?"

The last part was clearly a joke, meant to dissipate any awkwardness or tension between them, before anything went too far. Immediately her eyes latched onto his and was shocked at what she saw.

Warmth.

Understanding.

How can an S-ranked missing nin look so damn sweet?

It was unbelievable. He was giving her an out. Sweet, kind Kisame was giving her space. Sakura was immensely grateful for that but right now she didn't want distance. She wanted him and everything he had to offer.

Also insecurity and doubt, no matter how well disguised or small, was evident in his voice and eyes. As if he expected her rejection. Something that only became obvious now yet looking back, Sakura noticed he was acting odd earlier. Earlier he was shocked to find her in his bed and to hear she wanted to spend the night with him. A part of her was simply pissed off at whoever crumbled his self-esteem for him to think she wouldn't find him desirable. Clearly those women couldn't see past the gills and into his warm although sometimes violent, personality.

Sakura looked up at him through her lashes, heat in her expressive green eyes as she spoke in a low-hopefully seductive-voice.

"Not at all. Actually I like being this close to you."

His eyes widened almost comically at her words, disbelief evident in his gaze. The confusion she saw reflected in his eyes soon disappeared, leaving only an intense burning thing that left her breathless. Keeping his eyes trained on her, he threw the kunai across the room, its tip embedding itself in the polished wood of the door frame before he used that same hand to brush away the pink strands that had fallen over her cheek when he had tackled her earlier. The light sensation of his fingertips was electrifying and she couldn't repress the small shudder of pleasure that rocked through her body. She knew she was blushing hard and her palms felt sweaty but right now she couldn't find it in herself to care. He barely touched her but already she felt a rush of emotions so strong and hot she was surprised she wasn't burning up the mattress beneath them.

Excitement gripped her, encouraging her to be bold and simply feel.

Slowly, she turned her head into the hand that was caressing her cheek, soft lips pursing to place a small kiss into the palm of his large hand. The man above her let loose a low growl, his eyes now half-lidded as he watched her place featherlight touches on his calloused skin. The deep sound coming from the back of his throat escalated into a groan when Sakura gave a little lick, her pink tongue darting out to trace a line once, twice and then she returned to leaving butterfly kisses on his blue skin. Her eyes slid shut, enjoying the salty-sweet taste of his skin and the power she held over the man on top of her.

Sakura meant to stop her ministrations but found it difficult to do so. Each primal sound Kisame made, confidence and pleasure rippled through her, making her feel powerful in the most delicious way possible.

When his hand spread to caress her cheek fully and his finger came extremely close to her lips, another naughty thought made itself known. Ino mentioned before that men enjoyed this certain move, it only increased their anticipation and pleasure even before they were touched much lower. So in a bold move, this time keeping her eyes locked on him instead of squeezed shut, Sakura took his digit in her mouth and proceeded to suck softly, her lips wrapped snugly around his long finger while her tongue gave a small experimental swirl around it.

Sufficed to say, Kisame lost it.

Growling like an animal, He lowered his body and pressed against her soft form, relishing every curve and line of her before attacking her throat with kisses of his own. Sharp teeth scraped against her skin, causing her to inhale sharply at the pleasure-pain sensation. The hand that had been cupping her cheek now pulled her hair gently, exposing her neck to his hungry mouth, drawing a soft moan from her lips in the process. His other hand was just as busy, tracing her body through the fabric of her sweater and shorts. The coil around her navel tightened with each scorching kiss and the way his eyes never left her face. She knew she should feel embarrassed to be looked at so closely. But for some reason, his heated gaze merely fueled her desire, it made her feel sexy and wanted, a desirable, beautiful woman. Belatedly, she felt a strong thigh parting her legs, spreading her wider for him, an action that was so ridiculously primal it made her dampen with desire. Everything felt so damn good. The way he gripped her hip, rubbing small purposeful circles there before he caressed her thigh was hot and overwhelming, every touch short circuited her thoughts and left her wanting more.

Heat pooled low in her belly and settled deep between her legs, a place she quite honestly had never had the courage to touch by herself, much less let another man explore. Yet all her fears and trepidations were gone, silenced by the feel of Kisame's hands on her body and lips at her neck. All that mattered was the pulse at the apex of her thighs, hot and demanding while her hips were moving, seeking fulfillment that only he can give. She let out another moan when he found a particularly sensitive spot beneath her ear. He let out an answering groan of approval at the subtle, almost shy roll of her hips at his touch.

Sakura knew how sex worked. She was a medic for crying out loud. But all her knowledge of the male anatomy was nothing when faced with actual experience in the bedroom. Here she was going in the field completely blind. Not wanting to make a mistake or make him uncomfortable with her inexperience, she managed to find her voice and speak, albeit in an embarrassingly breathy way.

"K-kisame?"

Another suck and lick was her only response.

"I-i don't know if I'm doing this right."

His tongue gave a long lick from her jawline to the corner of her lips where he gave a small kiss before returning to her neck.

"What do ya mean, angel? There's no way to do this wrong."

"I guess. It's just- it's my first time to-"

The lips attacking her throat stopped and soon she was facing a panting Kisame, disbelief in his eyes and voice.

"You've never had sex?"

Oh god. He was going to laugh at her.

"No."

She closed her eyes, wishing the futon would swallow her whole right then.

Large fingers caressed her cheeks, the light movement prompted her to open her eyes and look at him. When she did, she saw an expression filled with so much concern and warmth that it made butterflies erupt in her stomach.

"We don't have to-" He started.

"No- I want to. Just...be-"

"Gentle?" Kisame smirked.

"I was going to say patient but yeah that works too."

"Alright. I can do that. Come here."

He engulfed her in a warm hug, squeezing briefly then using his immense strength, he flipped them around. This time she was on top of him, straddling his stomach while he made himself comfortable on the mattress.

"We'll take it slow."

"Sounds good." She nodded.

Kisame gave his signature sharp toothed grin, easing her nerves.

"So...you've never been touched here before?"

His hands rested on either side of her ribcage, both so large they practically wrapped around her petite torso before he brushed the undersides of her breasts experimentally.

"Not under my clothes." She murmured.

"First time for everything right?"

After smiling in reply, Kisame pulled her down for a kiss. Their lips molded together carefully, both savoring the other's taste. A minute passed like this. She smiled, happy that he was keeping true to his word about taking things slow but finding their pace much too relaxed. She wanted more. It seemed like he was thinking the same thing because his lips parted without warning, suddenly his tongue was tracing the seam of her lips. Sakura responded immediately, granting him entrance to her moist cavern.

As they kissed, his hands slid under her sweater, bringing the fabric over her head and revealing her body to him.

Her skin felt exposed to the cold room and his hungry gaze. A part of her almost crossed her arms in an attempt to cover herself but she kept her palms flat on Kisame's chest, willing herself to relax and for the blush on her cheeks to fade away. If he was disappointed with her moderately sized breasts, he didn't show it. He bit his lip at the beautiful sight of her fair skin, the soft swell of her chest and even the pastel pink bra she wore.

Suddenly hands were on her breasts, cupping them softly through the slightly padded fabric before his thumbs began circling her nipples, stimulating them into hardened peaks. He sat up, closing the little distance between them to capture her lips in another kiss.

Sakura moaned into his mouth, her inner muscles clenching at the wonderful sensation of being touched in such new and sensitive places. Her back arched instinctively as her nails raked against his arms and back, completely lost in the fire that was burning her from the inside out. The man between her legs growled appreciatively at her actions, finding her immensely sexy and wild with her pink hair mussed and swollen lips parted, moans of pleasure making it very clear how much she was enjoying each time he palmed and massaged her breasts.

She looked at the man between her legs, watching the way he was panting and sweating as if he was in the middle of a sparring session. He looked hungry, starved even. His eyes were dark with lust and every once in a while she saw a flash of sharp teeth every time his mouth parted in a growl or groan, both sounds Sakura had come to love hearing. It turned her on so much she could feel how damp her underwear was getting. And as amazing as it felt to have his hands on her breasts, it wasn't enough to sate her.

"More."

The command was wanton and almost breathless yet Kisame heard it loud and clear, eager to please, he made quick work of her bra by tearing the pink fabric easily with his sharp teeth since he didn't want to remove his hands from her supple flesh for even a moment. The straps were gone and suddenly she was bare, all soft skin, luscious curves and perfectly rounded breasts tipped with rosy pink nipples.

He licked his lips, hungry to taste his innocent angel.

The throbbing heat between her legs demanded attention. She didn't even realize her own hand had strayed downwards, under her shorts, fingers brushing over her pantyline. Kisame saw this and smirked, completely aware of what she needed and where she wanted to be touched.

He let go of one breast, to which Sakura whimpered ever so slightly, much to her embarrassment, to pull away her hand that was inching into her panties.

"Let me, angel."

"Huh?" Sakura couldn't respond properly, her mind was a puddle of goo thanks to the attention he was giving her body.

Kisame simply smirked, kissing her neck yet keeping his eyes on her face the entire time, not wanting to miss a single second of his angel finding her sweet release for the very first time.

When his finger dipped low into her underwear, feeling how wet she was, Kisame groaned again, still coming to terms with the fact that she was moaning his name, touching his body and how she actually desired him as much as he wanted her.

It was a fucking dream come true.

"You're so hot and practically dripping."

The woman in his arms shifted restlessly, desperate for much needed friction yet still too shy to ask for it.

"Have you ever been touched...here?" At the last word, he ran his digit along her core, the tip circling the little pearl at the top of her entrance.

"O-ohh…" Her sharp gasp turned into a moan.

"N-never."

She was too damn cute. Kisame licked her jaw before placing a kiss on her collarbone.

"Let's fix that."

The moment he entered her, Sakura swore she saw stars.

The ball of heat tightened even further, making her toes curl in pleasure, bringing her closer, higher than ever before.

"Mm...that feels so...good."

"Yeah, keep talking to me, angel. Fuck you're so tight."

Slowly he began sliding his finger in and out, each time creating delicious friction that made her insides burn.

"Oh yes, just like...that."

She was moaning his name, her hips rocking into the hand that was now pumping steadily into her, soft wet sounds filled the room as their lips met for another kiss. His tongue tangled with hers as he added another finger, effectively halting her train of thought completely.

It was too much. It felt too good. Sakura was no longer in the bedroom. She was soaring, higher and higher into an unknown oblivion of bliss. Nothing else mattered, nothing except the man holding her so tightly, whispering how beautiful and sexy she was. Sakura was so lost in the sensations attacking her body that she didn't notice the sizable tent in between their bodies. Kisame was so focused on bringing her pleasure and she was so lost in it that she wasn't paying enough attention to him.

Licking her lips nervously, she slowly, shyly stroked the front of his pants, eyes glued to his face for his reaction.

A deep, animalistic growl that sent a stab of heat into her already hot core, left his lips. He looked at her then, eyes so clouded with lust it left her panting even harder.

Thankfully she had both her hands free so she could pull down the waistband of his pants to free his hard length. As soon as the fabric slid over his manhood, Sakura gaped, eyes unbelieving of the sheer size that was Kisame.

Dear gods in heaven above. He was huge. Her thoughts must have been clear on her face because he used his hand, the one not sliding in and out of her, to spread over hers, guiding her, showing her how he liked to be touched.

"I know. Samehada isn't the only sword I'm carrying around." He managed a small chuckle. "We'll work up to this."

Sakura nodded, eager to have a repeat of this with the mist-nin anyday.

Satisfied and spurred on with her easy acceptance, Kisame quickened his pace, this time curling his fingers each time he thrust upwards, caressing a sweet spot within her that had her eyes almost crossing in utter bliss.

"I-i'm close, Kisame. " She managed, her own hand now gripping his solid length and pumping it for all she was worth, fingers slightly moist from the pre-cum that was leaking in a steady flow from his tip.

"I know, angel. Fuck, me too. Tighter...yesss, just like that."

His hand finally left hers and proceeded to massage her neglected breast, flaring her desire even further.

"Oh god, it feels so good. You feel so good."

The words fell out in broken moans and sobs of pleasure as she unabashedly ground her hips into his hand. She was close, he could feel it. The walls of her vagina were tightening, clenching so hard and sucking his fingers into her delicious heat. The mist-nin leaned back, eyes locked on the beautiful sight above him.

Sakura's lips were parted, moans and whispers of how good she felt leaving ever so often. Her breasts bounced enticingly while a faint sheen of sweat covered her lithe, soft body. Normally he could last ages. He could proudly say that his stamina in the bedroom matched his endurance on the battlefield. But the way his angel was writhing, squirming on top of him and the sexy way she moaned his name was too much. He could feel his own climax hover over him.

Already at his own limit, Kisame used his thumb to circle her clit, slowly before applying more pressure as his fingers curled in a beckoning motion inside her tight canal.

Her orgasm came without warning. Her body arched, mouth open in a silent scream as a solid wave of pleasure carried her to insane heights of bliss. The tightly coiled ball of heat inside her belly burst into a thousand pieces, unknown, wonderful, earth shattering sensations rippling through her body.

She heard a harsh grunt and felt hot liquid fill her hand but even then she couldn't focus on anything that wasn't the mind-numbing experience she was feeling right now.

The fingers inside her slowly left, leaving her feeling quite empty but very sated.

Suddenly tired, Sakura fell on top of Kisame who hummed in satisfaction before running his hand up and down her back in a soothing motion.

She was already asleep when he placed a kiss on her forehead, a stupid grin on his usually scowling face.

AN : Aaaaaand there we go! Didn't expect that did ya? Fair warning guys, now that we got a nice, big house, no immediate danger (for now) and a very willing Sakura, there will be a lot more smutty scenes.

(Hallooo iriahime. so...I was in the middle of writing this when I read your review lol. Satisfied ? *wink wink*)

So, can anyone guess which male is gonna spend some quality time with our favorite blossom in the next chapter? Or possible males?

Any requests my dear lovely readers?

Okie, I shall go and do homework now lol, college still handing out projects so if I'm not updating you know where I am.

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